English Hymn A-B

 


1. Anywhere with Jesus I can safely go;
Anywhere He leads me in this world below;
Anywhere without Him dearest joys would fade;
Anywhere with Jesus I am not afraid.


Refrain:
Anywhere! anywhere! Fear I cannot know;
Anywhere with Jesus I can safely go.


2. Anywhere with Jesus I am not alone,
Other friends may fail me, He is still my own;
Though His hand may lead me over dreary ways,
Anywhere with Jesus is a house of praise.


Telling souls in darkness of salvation free;
Ready as He summons me to go or stay,
Anywhere with Jesus when He points the way.

 



“Are ye able,” said the Master,
“To be crucified with Me?”
“Yea,” the sturdy dreamers answered,
“To the death we follow Thee.”


Refrain
Lord, we are able. Our spirits are Thine.
Remold them, make us, like Thee, divine.
Thy guiding radiance above us shall be
A beacon to God, to love and loyalty


Are you able to relinquish
Purple dreams of power and fame,
To go down into the Garden,
Or to die a death of shame?


Are ye able, when the anguish
Racks your mind and heart with pain,
To forgive the souls who wrong you,
Who would make your striving vain?


Are ye able to remember,
When a thief lifts up his eyes,
That his pardoned soul is worthy
Of a place in paradise?


Are ye able when the shadows
Close around you with the sod,
To believe that spirit triumphs,
To commend your soul to God?


Are ye able? Still the Master
Whispers down eternity,
And heroic spirits answer,
Now as then in Galilee.

 


 


Alas! and did my Savior bleed, and did my Sovereign die!
Would he devote that sacred head for sinners such as I?


Refrain:
At the cross, at the cross, where I first saw the light,
and the burden of my heart rolled away;
it was there by faith I received my sight,
and now I am happy all the day.


Was it for crimes that I have done, he groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! Grace unknown! And love beyond degree!


Well might the sun in darkness hide, and shut His glories in,
when Christ, the mighty maker died , for his own creature’s sin.


But drops of grief can ne’er repay the debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give myself away; ’tis all that I can do.